Do Stars Return?

do stars return?

itoshi sae x reader

summary: your childhood friend leaves, and you question if he’ll ever come back.

notes: [1.2k words.] i like to think this man has super angst potential but that won’t be unearthed today LOL no beta we die like men <3

disclaimers: childhood friends trope, angst (if u squint) to fluff, making out for a lil bit, poetic dialogue, forgiveness theme.

masterlist.

Itoshi Sae shines.

It's a truth you've come to realise at the budding age of seven. He, with his tepid stature and equally cold attitude, is destined for greatness.

A star, you whisper, once upon a time. A time where he lived without a million eyes watching his every move. You will become a star, I just know it. 

And back in the day, it wasn't just you who believed it. Everyone did. From his teachers to his classmates, to his parents and his brother. It was an indisputable fact that the boy who dedicated himself wholly to soccer, a prodigy who made the sport look like an art form, had his future set out for stardom.

So it is no surprise to anyone when your naive declaration comes into fruition.

His face is plastered on every billboard - as far as the eye can see. Japan's pride, he is known as. The Ice Prince; he who dominates the field; a force to be reckoned with.

Itoshi Sae: the star.

You are proud. No doubt. Though, it’s false to say that you aren’t envious. Sae is a trailblazer: one that surpasses all of his enemies with a nonchalant stare, and transcends into the sky with the other geniuses. He is a part of the lucky few who are destined to be gazed upon with awe. Everything and anything you have achieved pales in comparison.

(You’d surely hear reprimands if you voice those thoughts out loud, though. In your time, you have made a name for yourself. An expert in your passion at the mere age of seventeen; a trailblazer in your own right.

…It’ll just never compare to the name Sae built for himself, you think with finality.)

But above the awe and envy you feel whenever Sae’s name comes up, is love.

Love: a trap that is inevitable for a childhood friend of his. A pitfall that you have fell into. Your love for him is a bittersweet fact, one which tugs at your heartstrings whenever his face shows up on your phone. Sweet, because childhood love is a beautiful, rare thing - you’re glad that it has happened, in all honesty - though bitter all the same, because he is a star.

And stars shoot past. They never go back.

(He, will never go back.)

So for the years that Sae is gone, you float by on that knowledge. Merely acknowledging him as the one who crashed into your life, and left as turbulently as he came. You work diligently to mute the love that festered in your heart, knowing it will never be. 

You wholeheartedly believe that your life will continue in this fashion.

Then, the impossible happens.

The star returns, seven years later. On your doorstep, nonetheless.

"Itoshi?" 

Somehow, even in the ungodly hour of 12:56AM, Sae manages to look as beautiful as the day he left. It's unfair. Unfair for him to show up at your doorstep unannounced; unfair for him to have grown into his boyish looks as gracefully as he did.

It’s unfair for him to still make your heart race, even after all this time.

"Who else would it be?" He scoffs, the bite of his words not quite reaching his eyes. "And, Itoshi, seriously?"

His voice makes your heart leap. It's like you are ten again. "Well… You haven't been Sae for a while now," you say. "Not since you ghosted me, anyways."

Sae's eyes flicker with an emotion you thought he is incapable of feeling. "I didn't mean to." Regret. The Ice Prince is feeling regret, all for you. And if you were ten again, maybe that alone would shake you. But you aren't. You are several years wiser. You know better.

"It's fine if you want to be the best in the world. I don't blame you for that - not at all. But you can be number one and not neglect the ones that love you, y'know?" You slowly retreat back into the comfort of your apartment, hand creeping onto the back of the door. "Goodnight, Itoshi. You should go home; it's late."

You push the door, preparing to end the conversation then and there.

It’s not supposed to be like this, you realise. He, your first love, is supposed to stay in the past. Itoshi Sae should not be at your doorstep past midnight, suitcase in tow, as if he came straight from the airport to your house. The feelings you hold for him should be locked up within the depths of your heart - not surging in full force from just the sight of him.

But alas, fate plays its mischievous tricks once again. And Sae is not the type of person who lets blunders get away scot-free.

"…You love me?” He says, barely above a whisper, foot wedged between the door and the entrance. An impenetrable silence follows from your end. 

Seven years older, but still a fool in the face of love, it seems.

“I did,” I still do, your mind yells. “But you’re a star now, Sae. Just like I said you would be.” Your breath hitches, nails forming crescent-shaped indents within your palm. “…And stars don’t fall in love with the big, black sea of nothingness, do they?”

A beat of silence ensues from his end. You cringe at your own word choice. Maybe he left, you think. Great. Itoshi Sae was at your door, and you scared him away with your stupid love and even stupider confession. How stupid can you even get—

The door hinge creaks as you topple over, shattering your inner turmoil. Sae announces his intrusion with a loud sigh.

“Hey! What are you?— This is considered trespassing—“ You begin. Sae shuts you up with a forceful kiss, pinning you against the door that you were hiding behind minutes before. It’s messy, tantalising, addicting. The smell of his aquatic cologne fills your senses, and he cups your face in between his hands. He feels so warm. He feels like home.

Sae’s whole body screams of need. The need for you; the need to make up for the lost time. 

You hate how you are so weak for him. 

“Idiot.” He deadpans as the two of you part. “If you’re going to get all poetic on me, fine. Stars don’t fall in love with the galaxy.” 

You remove yourself from his arms, eyes scrunching in offence. Bold thing for him to say, especially after he just kissed your lips raw. “So… You’re not in love with me?”

“Let me finish.” Sae is quick to pull you back into his embrace, voice impossibly soft for the otherwise stone-faced boy. “Stars don’t fall in love with the sky. They live in it; I live with you.”

Sae hopes that the implication is clear.

You, alone, are his hope; you are the reason he sparkles as much as he does. Even while you were miles apart, his childhood friend was the sole thing on his mind. A star cannot shine without its galaxy, after all.

“You’re not off the hook, by the way.” You breathe lightly, laying your head against his chest. “Seven years is still a long time. I don’t think you can cuddle your way out of this one, Itoshi.”

A small smile elicits from his face, “I can try, can’t I?”

…And this star is willing to wait for his galaxy to forgive him, no matter how long it takes.

you seem really well read and articulate, are you an english student?

as in like. studying in an english speaking country yes, but if u mean studying literature/english in uni then no 😭 i am currently studying information technology!!

(i didddd take lit and various other humanities subjects in school though. i also just generally really like reading & theatre, and writing creatively 👉👈)

masterlist.

all works sorted by fandoms, then arranged by oldest -> latest.

blue lock.

do stars return? - itoshi sae x reader

rain sucks. (i'll make you love it.) - isagi yoichi x reader

blue period.

the magnum opus and the muse - yaguchi yatora x reader

jujutsu kaisen.

in your lonesome - yuuta okkotsu x reader

twisted wonderland.

traverse the stars. - lilia vanrouge x time traveller! reader

in your lonesome.

yuuta okkotsu x reader

notes: [383 words.] i wrote this in like late 2021?? but after some editing i think it deserves to see the light of day now! (kinda self indulgent. happy early bday to me <3)

disclaimer: bf!yuuta, dropped the f-bomb like once, implied fight but ya’ll make up

The skies glimmered exceptionally that night.

It was a view that knocked the breath out of the new romantics, those who would coddle each other underneath the wispy skies. Everyone, besides him.

Yuta longed for you. More than words could describe.

To be surrounded in a day such as this… It was almost as if the world was mocking him. For not reciprocating your love-infested gestures earlier; for not being there when you needed him the most.

It was his karma.

“Took you long enough. Idiot.”

The voice of reason, Maki. One so usually composed, reduced to a ticking time bomb. One that would explode at any minute.

Yuuta Okkotsu - special-grade classified, essentially a prodigy in the sorcery world - fucked up. Big time.

“Did I make it?” He wrung his hands cautiously, eyes wandering around the now desolate building; the flakes of confetti haphazardly brushed into the corner acting as another reminder of Yuuta's mistake.

“Barely.” Maki's hardened glare seemingly softened under the dusken moonlight. “They saved a slice for you, y'know. Of that strawberry shortcake that Satoru ordered."

“What exactly are you implying?” Oh, he'd bet that Toge would mock him at his unbridled confusion.

“Go after them, lover boy. Everyone knows you still love [Name].” A playful smirk replaced Maki's once stern frown. “…And that they love you too.”

With a kick to the shin, Yuuta was hit with the clarity that Icarus achieved when he met his inevitable demise.

Right. He shouldn't give up on you. Not when you made him feel magical. You were his sun, after all. And the sun hurt him - scalded him with eons worth of flames. But so be it.

He hurt his sun too.

And once he saw your placid frame in the curtains of the moonlight-soaked river, all in your lonesome, it felt just so right.

“Happy Birthday, [Name].” He gently clasped his hands over yours, a silent plea for forgiveness. “The moon is beautiful tonight, isn't it?”

“It is,” you murmured. And with the knowing expression plastered across your face, Yuuta knew you felt the same way about his hidden implications. “I forgive you, by the way. So please, will you forgive me?”

Maybe it was time to start anew. Let the stars guide the both of you into a brighter tomorrow. Let bygones be bygones.

No relationship is without hardships, after all.

evoke the soul

characters : akira kurusu, ann takamaki, goro akechi

— themes : gender neutral reader, use of evoker, mention of shiho’s attempt, akechi spoilers.

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